Oh! fragrant dwellers of the lea,
When first the wild wood rings
With each sound of vernal minstrelsy,
When fresh the green grass springs!
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For again, again, on dewy plain, I trust to see you rise, When spring renews the wild wood strain, And bluer gleam the skies.
....a most beautiful tribute...cowslips are a drooping yellow flower of fragrance.... I actually haven't seen them, so I researched a photo of the cowslips.... truly I would love to visit Europe to see them and enjoy their fragrance someday ★